Yes, we've been blanketed in white today, and it feels more like Christmas than Easter. We've been very low-key (or should I say, low-energy) about the holiday this year — no Easter eggs, no chocolate bunnies, no hot cross buns. Just Mass this morning and a very nice dinner with family, followed by a lovely nap once we got home. Someone asked if the Easter bunny came to our house this year, and I wasn't quick enough on my feet to say, "No, we're waiting for the damn stork!"
My friend Vanessa (who actually celebrates Passover instead of Easter), gives a whole new meaning to the term "Easter egg." She and her husband are going through their first round of in vitro fertilization, and this morning was the egg transfer, which means two fertilized eggs were implanted in her uterus. She'll find out if she's pregnant right around April 1 — the same day our baby is due, and I hope for good news all around. Good luck, Vanessa and John!